The customs and customs of the places where the Red Army passed by during the Long March.

Stories of the Red Army's Long March

"Red Little Ghost" Zeng Zhi

Zeng Zhi, a native of Liyuan Village, Anfu Town, Ningdu County, Jiangxi Province, participated in the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Revolution in May 1931 Red Army. Zeng Zhi was a cowherd boy. His family was very poor and could not afford to study. From the day he joined the revolution at the age of 14, he put life and death aside. Revolution is not afraid of death. If you are afraid of death, you will not be revolutionary. If a person is not even afraid of death, should he still be afraid of difficulties? At that time, he only had one idea, which was to follow the Communist Party and Chairman Mao closely, and the revolution would never look back. It was difficult to walk through the snowy mountains and grasslands, and there was no road at all. The Red Army just relied on their feet to find a way to go north to fight against Japan. When crossing the snow-capped mountains, he was wearing a single coat and was shivering all over in the wind, snow, ice and hail, and his teeth were chattering. But the Red Army soldiers did not flinch and continued to move forward despite the wind and snow. The people in the Soviet area said that the Red Army's feet were iron feet and a measuring stick. The 25,000-mile Long March was measured step by step with the iron feet of the Red Army soldiers. Zeng Zhi wrote a short poem to express his unwavering revolutionary belief: On the 14th, he joined the army as a red kid and raised his machete to kill the white bandits. Follow Comrade Mao closely and the revolution will never regret it!

A bag of dry food

This story happened many years ago, when the Red Army uncle was on the Long March. In the hospital of the Red Army unit, there was a little Red Army soldier named Xiaolan. Xiaolan is only 13 years old. Her father and mother were both forced to death by the landlords. She was also dragged to work by the landlords and was exploited, beaten and scolded by the landlords. Later, when the Red Army came, Xiaolan ran to the army and refused to leave the Red Army. During the Red Army's Long March, Xiaolan followed the troops into the grassland. When talking about grass, children will definitely think of the lawn in the park with green grass, which is flat and beautiful. The grassland where the Red Army uncle lived was not like that. It was extremely desolate. There are nothing but weeds on the ground and there is a mud puddle, and it would be impossible to walk through it for dozens of days.

Along the way there was not a single house or common people to be seen. There were only a few eagles flying in the sky. That day, while walking, a small village appeared in front of me. The Red Army uncle was very happy when he saw it. Xiaolan was also jumping up and down with joy. Once you have a village, you can find food. When the troops entered the village, Xiaolan placed the sick and wounded, then took the rice bags and went to look for food. But there are no ordinary people in the village. Xiaolan was walking in the village and saw a wheat field. There is a pile of wheat straw on the field, with unbeaten wheat grains on it. She pounded the wheat straw over and over again, picking up grains here and there. Totally less than a small bowl. How many meals can I eat with this food? No, we still have to find it! Xiaolan had just walked not far when she happened to meet a big red soldier walking over carrying a heavy bag of things. Xiaolan took a look and said, "Hey, isn't this the big man who was injured in our hospital?" Xiao Lan hurriedly asked: "Hey, where did you get so much grain?" The big Red Army man put down his pocket and said, "Hey, it's Xiao Lan. I dug this grain in the landlord's yard. How much did you find?" Food?" Xiaolan stretched out her pocket and said, "Here, it's all here!" The big Red Army took the rice bag, weighed it, and said with a smile, "Xiaolan, I heard that we have to walk through the grassland for more than 20 days. The wheat is not enough to fill your teeth!" "We'll look for it tomorrow!" "Here, I'll give you some of mine!" He held the wheat and was about to put it into Xiaolan's rice bag. Xiaolan hurriedly hid the rice bag behind her back, waved her hand and said, "No, there are so many of you, and you don't have enough to eat." The big Red Army man with long arms grabbed the rice bag, poured it in, and said kindly: "It doesn't matter. , each of us eats less and saves money." Xiaolan found some wheat elsewhere, fried it, ground it into wheat flour, and put it in a rice bag. I thought: If I eat a handful of these wheat flour in one meal, and pick some wild grass and vegetables, I can eat it for 20 days, and I will have no problem walking out of the grassland. right! We should also save some for the sick and wounded. The next morning the troops set off. Xiaolan supported the wounded, closely followed the troops, and walked forward carefully. As we walked, a small river appeared in front of us. A temporary bridge was built on the river with tree trunks, and the river water flowed under the bridge.

In November of the same year, during the Long March of the 2nd and 6th Red Army Corps, this mountain cannon continued to exert its power. In January 1936, when the 2nd and 6th Red Army Corps broke through the natural barrier of Wujiang River, they used this mountain cannon to suppress the enemy's firepower on the other side, destroyed several fire points, and took the opportunity to seize ships to cross the Wujiang River. Therefore, the Red Army soldiers love this mountain cannon that has repeatedly performed meritorious service. During the Long March, the 2nd and 6th Red Army Corps took this mountain cannon to fight in the Wumeng Mountains, crossed the Jinsha River, passed through Tibetan inhabited areas, marched into Ganzi, climbed over the snow-capped mountains, and walked through inaccessible grasslands. Many Red Army soldiers died while crossing the snowy mountains, and more Red Army soldiers fell while crossing the grassland. However, the Red Army soldiers cherished this mountain cannon very much. They would rather endure hardships and sweat, carry it on horseback and disassemble it when necessary. , passed through difficult areas, and then installed it. In this way, this mountain cannon was finally brought to northern Shaanxi, making it the only mountain cannon that the entire Red Army team brought to northern Shaanxi during the Long March. It was this mountain cannon. When the military museum was being built in 1959, Marshal He Long named it and put it on display in the military museum. Of course, if you conduct a "political review" of this mountain cannon, perhaps its origins are not worthy of praise. It was originally called the "Seven Lives and Five Mountain Cannons" and was manufactured by the Shanghai Arsenal in 1927. It has a caliber of 75 mm, a weight of 386 kg, a muzzle velocity of 280 m/s (grenade), and factory number 587. It was originally equipment of the KMT artillery battalion. In April 1935, the 2nd and 6th Red Army Corps moved to the border of Hunan, Hubei, Sichuan and Guizhou, and captured it from the artillery of the 58th Division of the Kuomintang Army during the battles of Chenjiahe and Taozixi in Hunan. Since then, it has met a good owner and played a great role. The Red Army artillery battalion has used it to participate in many battles and eliminate large numbers of enemy troops. It is the testimony of the Red Army's final victory after an arduous struggle.